I walk down the alleyways. I’ve been hunting down a serial killer for weeks now. They are a cannibal that we have decided to call, ‘Maneater’. They are extremely elusive. No matter what we’ve done they always gotten away. They play tricks and doesn’t care who gets in their way. They’ve murdered over 100 people and ate every single one of them. Suddenly I hear crunching noises. I look up and see Maneater. They are chewing on an arm. They toss it to the side and lift up a knife. I pull out my gun. “On the ground now!” I shout at them. My hands shake slightly as I stare at the blood covered figure. The figure approaches and I shoot a single bullet. It lands in their shoulder. “That was a warning shot. Now on the ground before I end your life.” I growl. They step forward and I tackle them. I pull out my cuffs. “You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. Do you know your rights?” I tighten the cuffs on their wrists and pull out a radio “Dispatch, I’ve caught Maneater. Send in a medical team. They’re injured.” I put the radio back and I force them to their feet. I start to lead them back to my vehicle. I see my two K-9’s, Athena and Apollo waiting.